Mom didn't know, Mom is so sad.

Fatty and Nao Nao hugged their mother, not knowing what to do, and both gave her their red envelopes.

"Mom, don't be sad, I'll give you the red envelope."

"Mom, here's my red envelope for you too."

Zhuang Zhimeng laughed.

"Haha, I was just kidding you. I'll keep it for you and give it to you all when you're a little older."

I've deposited an account for each of you here.

We've been saving all the red envelopes we received since you were born.

"Mom, do we have a lot of red envelopes now?"

"There are some."

Fatty and Nao Nao put the red envelopes into their mother's hands.

"Mom, please save this for us."

"Mom, store them separately."

Zhuang Zhimeng affectionately patted her two sons.

"Okay, I'll store them separately for you."

An Qingbai looked at the mother and her two sons through the mirror of the future and took the opportunity to ask his sons questions.

"Fatty, Nao Nao, if Daddy runs out of money and asks you for a loan, would you lend it to him?"

Fatty looked at his father strangely.

"But I don't have any money either."

"What if I want to borrow the red envelopes you have with Mom?"

Fatty picked at his fingers and thought for a moment.

"Okay, I'll lend it to you if Dad lends it to you."

Nao Nao also looked at her father.

"I can lend half to Dad, and I want to give the other half to Mom."

The couple exchanged a look of relief.

Zhuang Zhimeng hugged her sons and kissed each of them.

"You two are amazing. I hope you can still say this in twenty or thirty years."

Then I, as an old mother, should jump for joy!

An Qingbai smiled as he listened to his wife's words.

"Wife, even in twenty years you won't be old enough to be a mother, and even in thirty years you'll only be around fifty."

"Oh my god! The thought of being in my fifties is terrifying. I wonder what I'll be like at fifty?"

"I bet it will still be beautiful, with a beauty that comes from the passage of time."

"You're still very handsome, from a handsome young man to a handsome middle-aged man."

"Hmm, by then we'll probably be grandparents by now, right?"

"almost.

"Back then, Fatty and Naonao must have been in their late twenties or early thirties. They couldn't possibly still be unmarried, could they?"

"That's probably impossible."

Zhuang Zhimeng smiled and shook her head.

"We'll probably have to worry about this problem twenty years from now."